Days and Days

Welcome to our house

On Maple Avenue

See how we polish and we shine

We rearrange and realign

Everything is balanced and... And...

Days, and days, and days

That's how it happens

Days, and days, and days

Made of lunches

And car rides

And shirts and socks

And grades

And piano

And no one clocks the day you disappear

Days, and days, and days

That's how it happens

Days, and days, and days

Made of posing

And bragging

And fits of rage

And boys, my god, some of them underage!

And, oh, how did it all happen here?

There was a time your father swept me off my feet with words

We read books

Strolled through Munich at night

Drank beer with friends

Discussed the places we would go

And he said I understood how the world made him ache

But no, but no...

That's how it happens

Days

Made of bargains I made because I thought as a wife I was meant to

And now my life is shattered and laid bare

Days, and days, and days, and days

And days, and days, and days

Welcome to our house on Maple Avenue

See how we polish and we shine

We rearrange and realign

Everything is balanced and serene

Like chaos never happens if it's never seen

Don't you come back here

I didn't raise you

To give away your days

Like me